Noir Poem

 Car Troubles

Smoke rose from the asphalt of the alley up ahead

Someone with unfortunate luck?

An accident maybe?

Hard to tell in the in the darkness of night

He killed the car radio and watched the road closely

Soon his lights glowed upon the busted Cadillac

The smell of gasoline filled the air.

He made his money fixing motors

A smoking engine was a straight job

He’d help the man speed through it,

And be back at his apartment in no time.

He thumbed through his tools,

Approaching the Cadillac confidently.

A silhouette could be seen through the car window

The man’s face became more clear

A red hot scar was branded on his forehead 

It read “PAY UP”

He furrowed his brow.

The smell of gasoline intensified

The wet asphalt came as a surprise

It had not been raining.

A lit cigar fell from the buildings above.

Bang

The orange flames glowed bright

Shining light upon the night’s cruel darkness.